6 years to late

Today, Wednesday I had my lady eggs examined. After the appointment I came home and poured myself some cereal. My birth control subscription is up and I forgot to tell my doctor to refill it, and my dad asked me about it. We started talking about different birth control options and discussing my options. Awkward, I know...After that brief conversation my dad went down the hall and I ate my cereal. A couple minutes later dad came back down the hall and stood next to me. He then said, "If you are sexually active you need to be using other protection than birth control..." 


"Oh I know dad, I learned that in school." I was beat red.


He laughed awkwardly and then said, "Cause there are lots worse things out there other than being pregnant." I snorted out a laugh then said, "Okay, so you can go now..."


I am 19 years old. A little late for a sex pep talk dad, nice try though.


Haha. Too Awkward. But I guess as a dad of 3 grown girls, he has to talk about this stuff sometime. Just too bad it had to happen when we are old enough to make fun of him for it!

Montana Parties...

Yeah so, Montana has mullets and purple pants. No big deal. 

Tuesveey

Tuesday during my spring break was super uneventful. My little sister's music blared this morning around 7:30 a.m. making me wake up. I then tossed and turned until I decided I should get up and get ready for work. Why am I working over spring break? Such a stupid idea on my part...except for the fact that I will again have money in the bank, especially since Papi told me he would pay for my gas when coming home and going back to school. Hallelujah!! There goes another $90.00 in my bank. Yup, yup. Anyways on my way to the hotel I stopped to get a chai tea hoping to see my friend Lisa but she wasn't there. I then worked from twelve to four in the bar at the hotel. So incredibly uneventful. I did get some of my HP book read though. Yee. I came home and sat at the counter for two hours trying to do a simple easy sudoku from the newspaper. I suck at those...I never did finish it, I had to give up because it was taking to long. 


Jessa and I are getting together tonight so we can catch up. After that I am hitting the hay to wake up tomorrow and go to the doctors. Gosh, I just can't wait. 


Helllllllllllllllllllo sketchy clinics. 

Cottage Cheese Experience

The other day I came home around 11 p.m. I was super hungry and decided I should eat some cottage cheese. I just opened the fridge and grabbed the cottage cheese by the top. While walking to the counter I sort of tripped over myself, and dropped the cottage cheese. It was seriously just like Mount St. Helen, the cottage cheese shot out of the bucket and went everywhere. My face was plastered with cottage cheese and it was literally all over the kitchen. My dog, Rusty, was there and got his fair share of cottage cheese smothered into his fur. I let out a noise that was half snort, half gasp when it happened and then it was instant laughter. I was laughing so hard my dad called from his bed room to see if I was okay, because it sounded like I was crying. I started to clean up the mess and Rusty was definitely helping by eating the cheese off the floor. It took a good roll of paper towels and some time to get it all off the counters, the ceiling, the window..and me. After the initial clean-up was through I was still laughing and dished myself up some cottage cheese...successfully I might add. But as I turned to walk back to the fridge I noticed my mom's Keurig coffee machine was completely smothered in cottage cheese. This put me back into a fit of laughter and I grabbed a few more Bounty quicker-picker-uppers and cleaned the kitchen. The next morning I was eating breakfast and my dad asked, "Sooo did you and the dog have a run-in with some cottage cheese? Because I found globs of cottage cheese in Rusty's fur this morning.." Whoops, I cleaned everything except the dog...Uh, oh. Guess I will be giving the dog a bath sometime this week!

Love My Grandpa

Grandpa's new facebook profile picture! Gotta to laugh, he is TOO cute!! :) <3

Boring Ol' Spring Break

Yesterday I spent the majority of the day hanging out with my grandparents. I ate lunch with them at the Eagle's Manor, along with the Knapp's. Such a precious lunch it was. I set up both the Knapp's skype and my grandparent's skype and Facebook. Then we played cribbage. I won, but just barely. Today is Saturday, and I have spent the majority of the day playing guitar hero. Ha. I haven't messed with that game in years, but today felt like a good day to play around with it. I also went on a run, but it was super windy out. During guitar hero my dad came down to play. He was playing a song called "Talk Dirty to Me", when it got over he was explaining to me how the words "talk chilly to me" didn't match up with the music. I laughed so hard. He thought they were saying "talk chilly to me" instead of "dirty"...how in the world do you talk "chilly" to someone? Hahaha. Good ol' Papi. I have to work tonight...hopefully I get there before everyone else, so I can be cashier...Ha :)

Tires and Jobs.

Monday is usually the day I whine and complain because it is Monday, except for today. I didn't have class today because we have finals the rest of the week, so we get this wonderful Monday to study. Which I am not doing. Every time I studied for Marna's Anthropology tests I do worse than when I study. So I will just briefly look at my notes tonight, and right before the test, and then hello Interstate and Montana! This morning I woke up around ten a.m. because I had to pee. I knew drinking all that water before bed was a bad idea, but I was thirsty. I laid in bed until I decided I wasn't going to fall back asleep and tried to be productive. I re-wrote my letter to my dad for his birthday, I cried a little bit. He is truly a wonderful man. I then remembered I needed to go put air in my flat tire. Yeah, yeah, I now know you aren't supposed to drive on a flat tire, but I didn't know that. I just drove to the Texaco down the street and tried to put air in the tire. As I was getting out of my car to put air in the car my phone rang. It was the admissions department where I had previously applied to be a tour guide. The girl told me Matthew, the head guy, wanted to meet with me personally this week. I explained how I was headed home tomorrow so we would need to meet today, we set up the appointment for 1:30 p.m. Happily I got out of my car and tried to get air in my flat. I sat there for about seven minutes waiting for it to start filling up, which it didn't...so I called my papi. I explained to him that my tire is flat, my hubcap is missing, and there is a little tear in the tire. He said tires don't usually just tear, so it probably was stabbed..."Uh, WTF?" was all I could think. Who would want to slash my tires?! Anyways he told me I needed to change the tire to the spare in the trunk...I told him I had no idea how to change a tire...Bad idea. I got a nice little lecture about how he tried to show me once, I didn't pay attention..Whoops! I cried a little and he told me he wasn't mad but I needed to read the manual and change the tire. I filled my car up with diesel then pulled the car to where I wouldn't be seen by many people. I wiped up my tears and pulled out the manual. The directions were pretty simple, so I began feeling okay about it all. I popped the trunk and moved my survival kit my parents made me have to the back seat, along with the television I had from my dorm room. A white car pulled up next to me and a man scurried into the Texaco. It took me forever to get that spare tire out of the trunk. Those bugs just don't give you much wiggle room in those trunks. I was all ready to change this tire. I had the wrench on the bolts and I was struggling to turn it clockwise. I stood on it, jumped up and down a little bit, and tried to use my muscles but it was no use, it wasn't going to budge. All of a sudden the man from the white car comes behind me and asks if I would like some help. "YES, please!" I exclaimed. He stood on the wrench and hopped on it a little bit till the bolt moved, he did that to all of them. He then jacked the car and pulled the wheel off. He pushed the new one on there and bolted it together. It was so simple, and he was so quick at it. He was Mr. Energizer bunny too. Told me how he worked for the paper service for 12 years and never missed a day, such a dedicated worker! I thanked him, and he insisted on putting my spare back. Graciously I let him, I thanked him again and watched him drive away. I called my dad and asked what to do now. He told me to go to a tire center and get a new spare. I only had an hour until my interview with Matthew so I decided the tire could wait and I needed to go get ready. 
I went to meet with Matthew at 1:20 and I was in a good mood. This meeting had to be good, why would they ask me to have another interview if they were going to tell me I didn't get the job? That didn't make much sense. And I was right. They offered me the position as a tour guide, I couldn't stop smiling. They couldn't officially offer me the job until after I cleared my background check and filled out a I-9, but that would be a piece of cake. Well turns out I don't have the correct legal documents at school to be able to fill out the I-9 accurately, so that has to wait till after spring break, but Matthew was okay with that. 
I then just had to take my car to the tire place and get a new spare. The first place I went, Les Schwab, doesn't carry Cooper Tires, which I need, and so they sent me to Ellensburg Tire Center. Which did, but couldn't warranty out my tires because we did not buy them there. They sold me a used tire for $40 to get me back to Montana. Thank heavens. So all in all, the tire thing was my fault. Guess I should have listened when my dad gave me car 101. Next time I will listen. So maybe I had a flat tire, but my problem of being jobless is now cured! Yay! It's a job I really want to do also, can't wait till after spring break to get started. But I better clean my dorm and wash some dishes, then think about studying for Marna's test...We'll see how that goes. Au Revoir! XOXO